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    Summer

    06.25.2015 / OTHER

    We rise early and squeeze ourselves into a day packed for adventures: play dates in the backyard painting rocks, a turkey lunch on the patio, hunting for fresh mint at the farmer’s market, swimming late into the afternoon. It is humid; the perfect weather for memory keeping. Everything sticks. We pause often to search for worms. Woims, she says. “Worms,” I might correct. “That’s what I said, Mom. Woims.” I have stopped correcting. Woims and flamingo (mango) smoothies and “I …

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    A Stress Fix For The Weary

    06.22.2015 / PLAY

    I am in a rut – or rather, I have become the rut itself: trenched deep into the brain pattens of years past, channeling a former mind entirely. When stress arrives, I will always revert to Sloth Mode. When I am twelve, my older sister finds me sitting on the bathroom toilet – in its blue shag covered glory – drinking maple syrup from the bottle. What are you doing, she asks? Mom made me break up with Kyle, I …

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    Lust

    06.22.2015 / OTHER

    It’s just that love, I think, is magic, and work. Madeleine L’Engle once wrote about the great gift of love, the great cosmic pairing of two, and she said this: “It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up inside with needing them–and they simply don’t need you. That’s all there is to it, and neither of you can do anything about it. And they’ll be the same way with someone else, and …

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    Messy Nights

    06.17.2015 / FAMILY

    I had been yelling. Oh, had I been yelling. Most days, I am patient. Most days, I can keep my cool, can repeat myself calmly, ask the same question in a different way, remind myself that she’s only a toddler, that this is only a phase, that the paint will come out of the cushions. Other days, I yell. On this particular day, it was a skipped nap (her) and a forgotten deadline (me) that tipped the scale. Ken had …

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    Happy Hour

    06.12.2015 / PLAY

    Well, here’s a fun thing to try. Take four women with four different summer calendars packed with the likes of five business trips, three birthday parties, two extracurricular activities, one wedding (and a partridge in a pear tree?) and find a two hour window in which to celebrate all of the above. A woman’s calendar is a twisted game of Tetris. And yet, it happened! We did it. We found a window and squeezed it into the calendar nearly a …

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    Love

    06.10.2015 / LIFE

    Well, really, love is little more than a man bringing a pillow out to his wife on the hammock. But of course that’s not true. It is a man knowing his wife, noticing that it’s sunny, that the toddler is down for her nap, that she can certainly be found reading, swaying just outside the sunroom. It is a husband taking a break from the computer, the stacked papers, the receipt files, walking to the kitchen to refill his water …

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